O'er the hills we go

As everyone else on blogs, facebook, work, texts, and e-mails have noted, we too had a great Christmas.

We found ourselves in Utah. As always.
We spent time with family. As always.
We ate too much food. As always.

We went sledding as a family...screeeeeeech. Wait a minute. Hold up. Don't get me wrong, we have a lot of fun with my family, but it usually consists of me and Hillary begging the family to play scatergories, stuffing our face with food, and hiding from the kids as they gang up on us (there are 7 now!)

Going sledding was a bit out of the norm, but we had SUCH a good time. I would dare say it was the highlight of the trip.
That and Ole St. Nick finding us in Utah. How does he do that???



Even woofs got in on the fun...but, her type of fun was making "lemon sno-cones" she has no manners.



Beck was waiting for us in the Yert. With snacks and cupcakes for Asher's birthday. He was quite the host.



I love Asher's rosy cheeks. This kid knows how to play hard. And by hard, I meant that I wanted to borrow his helmet so I could protect my skull from his muay tai karate moves.




Picking the color of the tube was the hardest part of the day.



Taytum was brave until half-way down the kiddie slide. Then things went sour. And she cried. But, she sure looked cute in the tube.

We clearly had too much fun, because this is where the picture taking ended for the rest of the trip.

We hope all of your Christmas dreams came true.